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YEAR OF POETRY PROJECT , by Mark Kolke

 

SUMMER PROMISES 


Spring promises everything,
summer welcomes everything,
autumn leaves blow everything away,
winter snows cover everything,
then spring wakes us, makes us,
hopeful again.




 

I wrote that poem, Summer Promises, March 19, 2010, as prelude to my Musing columns for the coming year (I had just completed my 7th year of daily Musing columns at the time), to set a tone for the coming year, and to try my hand at poetry writing.

 

The next day, I thought about it some more. With much optimism, fortitude and belief I could do it, stick with it and possibly write some good poems - the next day, I began . . . a year of writing poetry.

 

New at this, I believed my days would bring a mix of short poems and long ones, good ones and horrid ones. I have no schooling in poetry writing – I’ve not read a lick, don’t have a clue and would horrify myself if something resembling iambic pentameter or a sonnet were to emerge.

 

So, here is my poetry writing year, 365 moods as they unfolded, one after the other:




COME TO MEAN – March 20, 2011

 

Writing began

with difficulty

then came more easily

just as has love

and my capacity

to be loved

has come to me

more easily

than ever had I  thought

just start

that is all

this is the way these things work

write of life

right of life

ask questions

seek answers

find more questions

examine pain

celebrate joy

make friends

teach a little

learn lots

offend some

thrill some

collaborate with some

meet some

each year brings newer

better

more intriguing observations

fewer distractions

more musings

tomorrow will come

I’ll write another

day after day

another and

another.



I WANT A LOT – March 19, 2011

 

I expect a lot

expect revolutionary feel

to  that which I seek

not in terms of what

I might compare it to

but in new terms of new experiences

worth waiting

worth every struggle

worth intermittent joys and pains

worth rights and re-writes

worth wrongs and wrongs repeated

there will never be again

anything as great as

the greatest we’ve had

or

alternatively

consider

this

rather than trying to best our past

how about we best our future

best love

in rest of my life for rest of my life

best success

I can achieve in the rest of my life

best health

in the rest of my life

someone may argue that my best is past

but that won’t last

won’t stick

best is ahead

not far

watch for it.



I UNDERSTAND – March 18, 2011

Inasmuch as I
understand
rationalization of the
rationalizing person
I can’t help but gag on
self-serving excuses
people give words
too hard to swallow
impossible to hear
without understanding
their words
are just a way
to avoid confronting
other issues
they cannot voice
I struggle to
not let those events
drag me
down or
defeat me
because it is not
about me
but
about thee.



UNEXPECTEDLY – March 17, 2011

 

Life surprises

several times

each day

moving me

physically

or emotionally

to change something in my life

and

I realize that

my actions

too

sometimes cause

that reaction in others

we are all

I suppose

capable of that

intended for that

good at that

waiting for that

needed for that

because more often

than we need or want

we are

without wishing or permitting or thought

confronted with

that.



DEAL BRAKER – March 16, 2011

 

Difficult

to explain

a little pain

nothing serious

but still

you see

it is hard to have

just felt

just melted

just enjoyed

just toyed

with an idea

of what might have been

could have been

just a moment ago

only to hear in my ear

what I’ve heard before

but further more

at the end just after

the laughter

so swiftly so succinctly

ends in that two-heartbeat

phrase

can’t mend it

prefaced by the usual

the perfunctory

the sorry

don’t feel bad

don’t be sad

I’m still glad

because it was

so nice

to have

almost

met you.



TODAY – March 15, 2011

 

Today

you are old

I met you

so far

enjoyed you

knowing you

getting to know

each other

better.

 

Today

when you are done

we’ll linger in after-glow

readying for

next course

delicious meal

looking ahead

looking forward to . . .

 

Today

of the future

thank you

for stopping by my imagination

enjoy browsing my mind

so far away sometimes

but now

you arrived.

 

Today

you are new

must be some new word

to describe this

that explains

pleasures

to be found

experiences

to be explored

I want to pierce you

like ripened fruit

devour every morsel

every drop

missing nothing

of this day

enjoying all

of you.

 

Today

you are old

we can agree

on different pages

you ‘n me

on many issues

thoughts rolling

out

lapping waves

ebbing

flowing

like life’s

assumptions

jumping to

no conclusion

no unexpected

consequence

this day

arrived

while I slept.



HIGH POINTS – March 14, 2011

 

Try calling

late afternoon

or evening

only an hour

promise

more available after

just returned greeter

my house

around the block

from the pond

in the photos

at the corner

of my street

hour's up.



TRAIN OF THOUGHT – March 13, 2011

 

Again

your pain is your gain

again

don’t complain

of love’s wane

for which we train

comes back again

don’t complain

there is always some pain

life and love are like a train

loaded again

heavy again

inevitable pain

some endurable pain

to start again

once rolling again

nearly impossible to sustain

or stop that train

when so much is so good again.



TELL ME – March 12, 2011

 

Tell me about your passion

what you put there

on life’s canvas

tell me why

tell me

what does it do for you

how does it feel when you

create

tell me if you fly

a moth

or butterfly

wings still wet

will you flit

to me

or fly

right on by?



TRYING – March 11, 2011

 

It’s choice

for both

not imbedded

in cells

can’t we

just try

just choose

to separate

loving acts

from

lovely pleasure

be clear

be fair

want lots

of both

should one drive

then the other

just follow

can't we

have both

find both

enjoy both

for both?


ROUND ABOUT NOW – March 10, 2011

 

Risk

at every turn

danger to get out

danger to stay in

problems

like traffic circles

go round

and round

scarcely time

for lane change

no corner of

refuge

it is round

without

corners

always turning

always

learning.



SLEEP THYME SPICE TIME – March 9, 2011

 

Deep

sleep

snoring

or just dozing

curled up

not waking

ready

for anything

asleep

easily

in a chair or a couch

on a bed or in a lap

I’ll take a nap

need not be

long or stretched out

but best rest is when

my brain does its best work

while I’m not wakin’

without notice or leave

I fall asleep against a post

or on someone’s sleeve

but now I’m up again

when it’s time to doze

who knows

how spicy

those dreams will be

so

what thyme it is?



I AM SEPARATE FROM YOU – March 8, 2011

 

If you poke me and

I poke you

knowing will happen and

knowledge will grow

but I don’t know

who I am

any more than you know

who you are

but there can be more

when we let it happen

our walls

curtains

and towels

fall to floor

without barriers

we can figure out

together

so there we go

life loaded

like a myth

ready to be

exploded.



KULA DREAM MY – March 7, 2011


Before first chirp

before first bird squawk

first light creep over peak

beauty of scene 

overtaken by

beauty of experience

my dream

waking there

every morning

to magnificent sights

sounds

feeling

so connected

to universe

to place

at same moment

but I can go there

in my head

anytime

I wake

middle of night

it borders on

indescribable

capture feelings

that go with that

experience

to put n words

what it was like

to be

there.



WE NEED THAT – March 6, 2011

 

In whole or in large part

from those we call friend

just easier

simpler somehow

because

it is really about integrity

on any level

most significant people in my life

ones who mattered most

had greatest influence on me

were those who got it

being real

honest

being ourselves

being truthful

such simple concepts

subtle nuance

stating something

exactly as it is

rather than

approximately how it is

matters

to such a large degree

I can’t describe it here

in a few words or in so many pages

it just

is

you know

it

when you see

it

words or gesture or

in form of warmth

kindness

or a disclosure

sometimes it’s a smartypants approach

sometimes even lighter

you

just know

we

need

that.



EXCELLENCE COMES – March 5, 2011

 

Lessons of ordinary

everywhere

littered landscape

excellence teaches more

than mediocrity could ever dream

this day’s routine begins

same

easy

comfortable

things I don’t examine

maybe I should

set course for new adventure

a new product

service

easy on the brain

to do things

because they work

because premise proven before

more stimulating

develop something

unique

in its own right

melding intimate knowledge

in a collaborative cauldron

perfect equation

preparation

for success

or for falling short

is where real work is done

real foundation laid

most important investment made

brain cells doing their job

get it ‘really right’

as opposed to ‘close enough’

excellence comes from

doing ordinary things extraordinarily well

not any single act

but a habit

gradual result of trying to do better

in details and borne of study

preparation and its

most critical ingredient

action.



STAYING CONNECTED – March 4, 2011

 

No words left some days

we face scary

face exciting

but for many

some days go the other way

not to get you down

but

get thoughtful

about those

who start their day

with shakes and chills and deepest kind of down

we are all but a step or two

away from where they are today

consider our roles reversed

that we are they

they are we

in so many ways

easy to judge

path of those on the other side

of some great divide

but really

aren’t we all linked in one big chain

only as strong

as our weakest links.



VANTAGE POINT – March 3, 2011

 

See a world

through these eyes

from here

looking out

world comes

into focus

from here

like fuel

to a frosty engine

doesn’t come

from dreams

soft touches or

wild rides

so I wonder

do I have to travel

to explore new ideas

new ways of

seeing my landscape

of issues?



SAILING ALONG, ALONE – March 2, 2011

 

Aye

eye

witness

I witness

witness I am

witness

just witness

you

witness my eye

witnessing you

eye

aye.



WINTER BE GONE – March 1, 2011

 

Winter winds

don’t quit

when snow piles up

and road ruts

get polished

but it would be

good to see

this winter

abolished.



HOLES – February 28, 2011

 

I thought they would be

simple and round

but none found ‘round here

unguarded ones

you might fall in to it

the hole you know

that kind in the middle

in the center

like a donut

not shallow

most likely and empty space

and dark

definitely dark

leading somewhere

certainly down

depth

unknown.



EVENING FADE – February 27, 2011

 

Sets the sun

any day

every day

day is done

same way

as sun

sets it

puts the

day away

but never

sets on

the dream

that will

not

die.



BEGINNING, AGAIN – February 26, 2011

 

Again

beginning

starting over

easier

probably

to start

fresh

with someone

fresh

than to do repair

with those who care and know us

easier

not

always better

just

easier.



LEFT COLD – February 25, 2011

 

At end of day

before next one begins

is the cold

a circular function

we turn toward

or away from

absence of heat

empty of warmth

it shocks

splashes our face

on days when

we’ve turned

the right tap

instead of

the left.



KICKING IT  - February 24, 2011

 

When frustration

bubbles up or boils over

you can kick the cat

if you have a cat

but if you lack fondness for cats

you could kick your own backside

tricky to do on icy paths

so kicking a snow bank

or pebble down the road

will have to do for you.



FITTING – February 23, 2011

 

Excitement and

disappointment

fit

yin yang like

fitted parts

of a whole

up-tick

down-beat

moment to moment days

hear-skip beats

beats all.


A FEW COINS LEFT OVER – February 22, 2011

 

Left over

handed back

from a purchase

just a little money

left over change

in my pocket

like change in my life

often jangling around

not making much difference

no big purchases possible

no massive events likely

that’s not how life works

we make a little change

without making much noise

just one little change

at a time.



EASIER – February 21, 2011

 

To find fault

with any thing or any one

is easy

if finding fault is what we want to do but

finding love

in any thing or anyone is sometimes the

easier thing

to do.



LONG AFTER NOON LETTER – February 20, 2011

 

Comes this quiet

and with quiet

comes peacefulness

found it yesterday

starkly

clearly

sunny

after noon

outside looking

inward thinking

in silence

the silence spoke to me

well

it didn’t really

I listened hard

didn’t really hear anything . . .

bit in my thinking

between

naps and chores

I invested time

writing a letter

a long letter

something I’ve not done

in a long while.



DON’T GIVE ME HALF – February 19, 2011

 

Half is fair

just half

if dividing life

or splitting up

but half is

never enough

half-baked

half-hearted

half-measures

half-way

half is hardly started

I don’t know

or understand

half-speed or half-time

but I know I won’t have

half-a-loaf or half-anything

unless

all I want

is half-a-life

so go ahead

please

fill my cup

just half

fair enough

but be sure

fill the top half

I want it all

full

overflowing

endless

don’t care if I get wet

or bruised or weary

along my way

because when you’ve had

gold standard

looking forward

looking up

the only goal

must be

platinum.



FULL DAY – February 18, 2011

 

Exhilaration

acceleration

expectation

innovation

appreciation

exhaustion

feet up

elevation

sleep.



READY FOR ANYTHING – February 17, 2011

 

Assumptions about

what comes first

what comes next

make little sense

when you consider

what comes next

wasn’t on the horizon

last year or last month or

as recently as this morning

which means

assuming

anything

offers a rigid view of the world

or particular facts

being considered

when reality of life

daily

is that

nothing should be assumed

nothing should be taken for granted

nothing should be expected

unless

promises have been made

in which case

we have twinned emotions 

anxiety and disappointment

poised

at the ready

ready to go.



DIRECTNESS – February 16, 2011

 

Frankness

as an idea

rarely exceeds 

expectations

in fact it

falls short

along with

making people

uncomfortable

it does

quite

frankly.



BIG PANTS – February 15, 2011

 

Letting people in and out

of our lives

like altering waist bands on pants

you can let them out or take them in

but once you have taken them in

a time or two

tightened their girth

taken out the slack

too little fabric left

for letting out again

if we can’t or won’t

expand again

there is no room again

for taking in or

letting out

again.



CARRYING ON – February 14, 2011

 

I carry on

I can

I carry on

that’s what you do

I carry on

I believe in me

and

I believe in thee

whoever thee

might be

someone

out

there

for me.



TODAY AND TOMORROW – February 13, 2011

 

That which

did not destroy me

yesterday

might destroy me today

that which

I did not learn

yesterday

I can learn today

that which

I did not teach

yesterday

I can teach today

that which

I did not learn today

I can learn

tomorrow

that which

I did not teach today

I can teach

tomorrow

all I need

is

today

and

tomorrow.



YOU KNOW  - February 12, 2011

 

You know

I just woke up to reality

just woke

I did

eyes bleary

can’t see very clearly

I know now

what I must do

to lose or win

at anythin’

so simple

these truths

eat when hungry

sleep when tired

play each day

laugh when happy

cry when sad

talk

listen

that’s all it takes

you know.



ALL HANDS – February 11, 2011

 

All dealt

hand to play

but what

is a hand anyway?

some might say

thumb and

four fingers

utility and purpose

but little meaning

some might

disagree

believing

hands on

hands off

hands up

has a big hand

in everything

hands down.



GETTING IT – February 10, 2011

Getting it right
or wrong
is neither
good
or bad
bears no relevance to
getting it
or not
getting it
understanding
meaning
feeling
do not fit
right
or wrong
good
or bad
cannot be reached by
turning left
or right
or not 
somewhere
there is
a moment
when touch
and gaze
amaze
then you’ve got it
question remains whether
or not
to try to hold onto it
or not.



DEPENDS – February 9, 2011

 

It depends upon

so much

seems to

continue

forever

endless loop

but

for a while

it seems

we keep it going

in the end

we all depend

on certainty 

life has ends

like rope ends

like shoelaces

dandling

just hanging

at loose ends

all depends

on what we tie

together

from those

loose

ends

before we end the way

we began

depending on

depends.



WOULD LIKE TO KNOW – February 8, 2011

 

More about

what makes me tick

just a lick

get better at

figuring out

what life’s about

what you are about and

what the next stranger in line

is about

if I had the time

to invest it all

with everyone.



LIVING IT – February 7, 2011

 

now

wow

how

wonderful today is

better than any dream of future I had

before

now

wow

future

here

now

wow



BAR SET HIGH, VERY HIGH  - January 6, 2011

 

Her hair was soft

her heart was clear

her smile lit rooms

late last year

still does

I suppose

but I’m not in

those rooms any more

memory serves fine

when thoughts aren’t clear

she made me laugh

smiled so wide

so could you try

would you please

someone new

I’ve not yet met

could you

would you

light up my life

that way?

better still

let me be clear

make me so happy

I forget all of that

my dear.



LEAD THE WAY – February 5, 2011

 

I thought my action would

trigger reaction which it did

but not the kind I expected

just the same

it was a worthy try

to inspire someone

in some way

even though

they took it

a completely different way

that’s the way

things go.



WHAT GOES AROUND – February 4, 2011

 

Life is a circle because

what is wanted is not what is needed

what is needed is not what is deserved

what is deserved is not what is delivered

what is delivered is not what is expected

what is expected is not what is wanted

so, you see

life is a circle.



THAW – February 3, 2011

 

Heat of cold argument

never harnessed

but somewhere

here

there

somewhere

in that quiet spot

between

friends

or lovers

where

careful thoughts

and warm wishes

gather

it is never

ever

chilly.



HEARTS  - February 2, 2011

Together
when
two
hearts
beat
cannot
as one
cannot walk
shoes in
march they
another
they feel
their heart
feel mine
cannot
walk
their
drummer
shoes
in
not
can.



EASILY – February 1, 2011

 

So we don’t repeat

painful moments too often

too many times

too painfully

too soon

those lessons are

easily forgot

what we said

how we felt

a while ago

this thing or that feeling

because time

distractions and

feelings

lead us

down forgetful lane

turns into foggy street or is it

empty-head avenue

searching for clear vision

or is it direction?



NO GUARANTEE – January 31, 2011

 

Do we or do we not

create the life we lead

with every right to choose

the right turns

the left turns and the wrong turns

in the course of relationships

sometimes feel

like department stores after holidays

everyone delivering their returns

they changed their mind

size or fit was wrong or

they simply want to

un-experience ownership

of da ‘ting and want their

money back?



UNPREDICTED – January 30, 2011

 

They must be relatives

surprise and uncertainty

I suspect they fight

conflicted all the time

because uncertainty involves

predicting a range of possibilities

based on known facts

whereas surprise

is as random

as life.



EQUIPMENT FAILURE – January 29, 2011

 

If you take away something I rely on

count on and depend upon

mixture of emotions follow

how long will I be without this

missing this thing I’ve counted on?

what will I do until it is fixed or

righted or restored?

more importantly

for a moment

wondering

what it was like

or can I remember when

I was last without this thing

working as I counted on it?

something failed to work

needed repaired or

replaced or rested

made me wonder

what it was that I used to do

when this piece of equipment

wasn’t so central to my life

I depend on it

can’t live without it.



GOLD STANDARD – January 28, 2011

 

Asked

yes I was

yesterday

someone wanted to know

what it is

what it is that I am looking for and

what it is I am NOT looking for

in a woman

which I was quick to answer

as I explained that already

I know her

but can’t describe her as a type

or sort or category

but I know her

gone now but it seems like she was just here

her fineness still in the air

it wasn’t yesterday but it seems that way

so if another exists for me

if there could be another the same or better

what would those qualities be?

that is the question

the answer is this:

it would have to be

someone as good

or better which seems impossible

memories so fresh and so sweet

but it is possible I suppose to find

someone who comes close

though I cannot imagine myself settling for anything less

anyone less

as I search again for that someone

who comes into view

wrapped in the brand of joy I’ve known

as ‘clearly the best of life and love I’ve ever experienced’

it would be foolhardy

impossible and not likely

to expect the brand of happiness I seek to be found

in another and

oh yes

one other thing

I’d want someone as crazy about me as I was

about her

not that I want to advertise that I will now and in future

measure every woman I meet against

that gold-standard so

I won’t say it out loud to anyone

but clearly

I have no higher benchmark to compare

so that’s likely what I’ll do.



TROUBLE-ING – January 27, 2011
The trouble with trouble
is because trouble
by itself
is not the troubling issue itself
but the troubling we feel
that is what I find so troubling
yet when I am not troubled
it is clear to see that most troubles
were not troubles at all
but rather just the troubling feelings
of worrying about troubles
that weren’t really troubles at all
which
when I think about it
is quite troubling to the mind
especially when I
give in to it.



GETTING FURTHER AWAY – January 26, 2011

 

Waxing and waning

something the moon does in phases

getting closer

then further away

like people and clients and stuff

we see better sometimes

at a distance.



OVER HERE – January 25, 2011

 

On the edge of reason

this season seems long

longer than usual

winter filled

with cold

filled with wet

but not one ounce

of regret from failing to risk

failing to try and failing to care –

and in those respects I did not and

have no regret.



IF I KNEW – January 24, 2011

 

I would do

anything for you

whatever it took

to make you stop

and look

to see how to make things work

for you

and then I’d work on me too

but you know

it doesn’t work that way

anyway any more.



MOVING ON – January 23, 2011

 

Juxtaposition of positions

if there is such a thing

realignments of the alignments along my path

this issue I cannot address and sadly nothing can be done

ought to have seen more before

seen it better and sooner

yet the point of thinking and action

something gets accomplished and made better or

resolved or at least

better understood

healthy reconciliation or farewell but of course

there always is

not necessarily between the parties but at the very least

for ideas

when our heads wrestling issues into the ground

that is how to work it out

like getting over a no fault accident

between uninsured motorists

there is feeling good about not being responsible

but still we have to pay for our own damages

and sad

never turns to glad

it’s more like grudging satisfaction time

fighting grime around bathroom taps

I wipe them clean

only to find that scummy grime came back again

in a week (or was it six6?)  grime back again

it’s like that

in my head

it’s a bloody crime

I can’t wipe out that grime

rid myself of what’s gone this time

what’s been done is done and gone and over and there is

such faint hope that there might as well be none

so the only sane thing to do is to move on

with resolve to avoid accidents and keep my taps

shiny.



ORG CHART CLIMB – January 22, 2011

 

In fullness of time

the better time

in warmer clime

out there on the heath

aspire to climb that cliff

climb that tree growing out from that cliff

climb out there

on the skinny branches of the tree growing out from that cliff

and there

rest awhile

pick the juiciest sweet fruit that grows there

and then

only then

can one feel in charge of one’s life and of all that one surveys

from that lofty perch

where the only

job description could be

branch manager,

heath cliff.



EARLY DEPARTURE – January 21, 2011

 

hasty handshake hello

parking lot kisses good-bye

morning arrival

and departure

airport-like

squeezed tight or

let go

minds met

bump

ride

hearts collide

coming together

then apart

fast take-off

touch and go’s

crash avoided

hard landing

bounced

gone

felt

lost

not

forgot

where do I collect

my

baggage?



LEARNING  - January 20, 2011

 

Learning about people is an

amazing process – even more amazing

when learning about ourselves

startling sometimes

when people reach out

help us in ways we might never imagine

stranger still when those we thought might

don’t.



STRANGE COMBO – January 19, 2011

 

Some of this is fun

some crazy

more taste and quality

than recipe

feelings of love and caring

like my favorite sandwich

peanut butter and pickled herring

some appreciate the combo

some don’t

some think it an insult to the peanut butter

others feel for the herring

odd fits

sometimes the tastiest

for sharing.



POWERLESS POETRY – January 18, 2011

 

No power of its own

useless pen waste left in the ditch

evaporated savory story remnant remains

like a sauce reduction

feeling left

filled with

meaning

impressions and sometimes with truth.



GOOD-BYE AND GOOD LUCK – January 17, 2011

 

Feeling strong and being strong

as much about sadness and frailty

as it is about resolve and

protecting oneself and others from harm

feeling weak and vulnerable

found on the same side

of the same coin

impossible to separate

so be assured of one thing

I don't forget or give up easily

there is no time limit on changing your mind

or coming to your senses so

when you do and if you do

don't forget that I told you about this thing

and

oh yes

anudder 'ting too

don't forget that I will always love the time that went

the time we spent and girl I went with

when we were figuring out what to do

that's all

just wanted to remind you about that

in case you forgot OK

that's it

good-bye and

good luck.



GOING BACKWARD – January 16, 2011

 

When an old friend calls

I experience it

time travel

talking in the present

while memories of times past

happy ones

not so happy ones too

flood back

like someone using an old style slide projector

pause between cartridges for

bathroom break and popcorn

before the viewing

resumed and I’m just so glad

an old friend called.



THE DAY FLEW – January 15, 2011

 

The day flew away

it ran away with itself

before I noticed

had grown dark again

late afternoon wondered too

where it had gone

I wondered

what the fuss was about

because

at the end of the day

all we have

is the end of the day

then comes the night

the long lonely night

then comes

dawn

another day

arrives

newborn.



WORN CHINA – January 14, 2011

 

In time we become like old china

worn but not worn out

just a little broken

chipped on the edges

like expression of  thoughts

however shouted from rooftops

whispered in the middle of night

entered on a page

strong messages

reminders

of rules made

for myself

then broke them

guidelines for what was OK and

what was not

broke them for love and now

that love has broken apart

I can’t let it break me

it will always be OK

to be broke a little

just chipped on the edge

like an old plate

so hard to toss away

just because it has a chipped edge.



QUICKY SOLUTIONS – January 13, 2011

 

Speed

and haste

invade most hours

most days

most ways I know

yet

what anxiety does for productivity

is usually reversed by diminished quality

from overlooked oversight

or maybe just overdone-ness

for work or for play

there is rarely anything brief

any way clear

or remotely close

to best

when we do it

in a hurry

when all we get

is hastily-done-ness.



LIES ARE LIES - January 12, 2011

 

Lies are lies

regardless their size

truth illuminates who they are

their impact

on the ‘one who was lied to’

no less important but different

questions erupt

the answer is simple

it ain’t about you

you get to choose to live and deal and heal

with honesty issues

yourself

in your way

for you

I know this stuff

been there

before

more than twice and my advice

however hard this might be

stand firm

there is no room for that in your life

live your life without that deception

without that deceptive person which

probably means you have to live your life

without that person in it

it hurts

it agonizes

not the deed

not the lame apologies and rationalizations

or struggling to figure it out

what hurts

is grieving the loss of expectations

letting go of how things might have been

to focus on what lies ahead

without lies

without ties

just for self

by yourself

for yourself.



BENEATH  MY SURFACE – January 11, 2011

 

This process

of making ourselves feel bad

is good because it is not too bad or deeply felt

actually

we like to forgive ourselves

more easily

than others might

truth is

over time

forgiveness doesn’t go very deep

reality of what we do goes deeper

darker

penetrates more than superficial blows we strike

or sustain.



AGELESS STRUGGLE – January 10, 2011

 

Tension

and conflict of

people and peoples

struggling

battling each other

as old as mankind’s horror

the waste

the futility

uselessness of things

so minor that the

Hatfields and McCoys

wouldn’t have bothered

all reflections

in real terms

of conflicts within us

ones that stand between what we say

what we fear and what we really do

or avoid.



WHILE WIND BLEW – January 9, 2011

 

Paper filled with

ill-reported news

editorials too

daily habit or chore

but weekend version

is sweet conversion

idle ink stained hands pleasure

once more

time for laughing and chores between sections

periods of chat marked the shifts

epochs of silence awash in deep thought

or idle amusement

between invasive questions and after each

next page

next section

mix of anodyne numbness

and clarity’s calm.



TOE JAM – January 8, 2011

 

Time to put toe

in the water

where mood flows

like rivers do

fast in summer

slow in winter

ice jammed

in spring

log jammed

in autumn.



WHERE IS IT?  - January 7, 2011

 

I see

like a blind man

searching with both hands

and fingers

thoughts and ideas

hopes and dreams

in my constant night

I reach out to grasp what is not there

in the early morning din I wander about

in search of it and it is nowhere to be found

still I wander bumping into noon

then dinner table and evening times

colliding with the whole day through

I am not lost

but I haven’t yet found my way

here I am

midway slightly lost and disoriented

dazed

confused

not knowing which way to go

not knowing which ways is forward

or up or down or which is back again

I am weary of it a bit

but thirst for it like drink for a desert wanderer

hunger for it like a starving man

dream of it

craving blissful sleep

where is it

where is it

where is it

I know it was here

I had it just a while ago

right here in the palm of my hand

then like a wispy spiral wind on a hot summer day

it vanished

then reappeared

over there

then back here again

then gone again

now

where is it?



FILED AWAY – January 6, 2011

 

Solving a problem

never logical like math

not governed by science laws

rooted in communication and ideas

because

if it is not

then correct solutions will never feel correct

no matter how far or wide we wander

searching

we will not find them listed under A for accuracy or

P for purity but rather

under U for understanding or

under N for not understanding.


EMOTIONS LOST, AND FOUND – January 5, 2011

 

It seems to me

feelings are light fuzzy things

they live on surfaces

first line of defense

on the surface like fuzzy arm hair

emotions live deeper

in the middle somewhere

deep like the spot behind the cushion

and down the back of the easy chair

harder to reach

easier to protect

deep inside hidden away

like the crumbs that finds their way

deep in that old chair or couch

along with loose change

and kids tiny lost toys

hidden fears

and joys.



EBB AND FLOW – January 4, 2011

 

If there is nothing else

there will come

understanding of what makes us

moves us

shakes us

or shakes us up

and what made me or moves me

never ceases to perplex me

yet

what made you

I neither know or understand

and in time there will

I hope

be understanding.



WHERE AND HOW? – January 3, 2011

 

We can’t forget them or

lose sight of them

even if we feel so

far removed from them

there will always be light and laughter

again

sooner than we might think

but what do where and how

do we park the joys and highs

when those lows and blows

come along

how do we manage

to not lose that mood

and incredible feeling

when clouds fill the

sky?



WINTER AFTERNOON – January 2, 2011

 

Eating Turtles and lazy times

reading papers

drinking coffee

winter afternoon

fireplace heating up

listening to music

reading old papers and new magazines

doing Sudoku puzzles in favor of crosswords

a happy day here

where cross words are foreign and both

the quiet and the sound prove that

love is all around

playing songs and waiting

for just the right moment

just the right movement

that’s all.



YES I CAN – January 1, 20100

 

Can’t

worry about tomorrow

have my hands full

with today

can’t know what will happen as consequence of

actions I’ve not yet taken

can’t react yet to

actions others have yet to take

can’t have a notion of emotion flow

from motion

when inertia kept things at rest

best test of standing still is

moving somewhere

somehow in some direction

some feeling

moved

because life isn’t lived

in can’ts

it’s lived in cans.



JUST IN TIME – December 31, 2010

 

At the end of a journey or rest stop of a longer one

time to pause at least

soak in a hot tub

rest in comfy familiar bed

regular pillow under head

breathing deep

do not hesitate to meditate

there is no bandage like hope

no better joy than being held close to someone you love

no time like now

no other way than this way we know

to go now

look at the time

it’s late already

or

is it early?



WHEN? – December 30, 2010

 

Things will never be the same again

not ever again

we’ll start when you get here

fresh and new again

when gravitation’s pull draws things close

but things don’t need it like we do

because it’s more about navigation than gravity

when wandering and wondering souls return

to find that which had been lost or left or mislaid

along the path

not a person or thing but a state of being

when now it’s found again

when soon again it will be held again

protected again

safe again

close again

like metal held by electric magnet

one which needs power

needs current

maybe needs compass too

to keep it going straight

when it strays off course

to continue to find

the way home

so I want to know:

when will you get here

when will you be here

when will things be new

when do you leave

when do you depart

when will I see you again

when will it be that you find your way

back here again?



JUST FOLKS – December 29, 2010

 

Just fine

my children grew

each from a simple pair of cells

now they are a beautiful pair

perceptive women

they keep me laughing

help me cope with

life’s challenges

sometimes they ask advice from me

on issues of import

sometimes they give me some

who knew

they grew

so fine

just fine

just mine

my children.



OPENING LINES – December 28, 2010

 

Beginnings of poems and books are

like listening to opening lines in long conversations

setting tone

telling mood

leaving clues

for something deep and gripping

something with intrigue more than drama

with mystery of curiosity as opposed to

mystery or being mysterious for its own sake

knowing always there is a many chaptered story

of joy and challenge

of pain and glory

when sunshine of a thousand tomorrows

shines through today’s storm clouds

just because

it was a dark and stormy night . . .

 



STARTING OVER, AGAIN – December 27, 2010

 

Making life out of nothing

like making a meal nothing but a

rag tag bag of odds and ends

that look like they will never mix well

until we do it

together boiled or oiled or toiled

there it is

flavor and magic in seasoning and reasoning

no better meal than dining on what

we pull together from our shelves

out of our selves for ourselves.



RELIVED - December 26, 2010

Ones we remember better than others
memories
kind we make and kind we remember
traditions we have
ones we once had
much of memory is convenient
we remember what we want to remember
block what we don’t
reality is so much of what comes and goes
we don’t remember at all because
it wasn’t particularly important to us
at the time so our brains have conveniently spared us
remembrances of those things to which no emotion
was attached
I know this
because so much of my remembering
has to do with strong feelings of joy or pain 
laughter or terror
these are the things we remember most
remember best
not because they were the best events
but because they are ones we best remember
not always best
just relived.



BONDING – December 25, 2010

 

No need for glue

no problem to fix a little scratch

for these times

when pain and joy get close together

simple things

emotional bondage cousins

found on the street of life and

on the floor where boundaries are walls and

ceilings fail to put a lid on it

at one moment

appropriate

the next is

an irritant of unspeakable proportion

actually not unspeakable

just unspoken about

best not debated

just as quickly

made right again

simple act of kindness covered that scratch

like a soft binding bandage

bound to be bonded

are we

destined to be

we are kind

but not perfectly

emotions mix when there is no fix for it

no problem

really

just pass by it

it will be better tomorrow

and next week

when we won’t remember.



IF THERE IS A WAY – December 24, 2010

 

If there is a way

I will find it

if there is a time and place to be

I’ll be there

if there is something to do

I’ll do it

if there is somewhere to stand by and wait

I’ll stand by and wait

if there is somewhere to deposit my heart and my mind

I’ll drop them off for sure

but don’t leave me out in the silence place

or out of the loop

or out some other place

because the anxiety of it

is far more easily created

than it is endured

and for what?



TRAVELLING LIGHT – December 23, 2010

 

No load

no burden

it’s a journey

to whisper 

to shout

from rooftops about

what we live for and cry for

there are few things or people or places

who warrant this torrent

this ebb and  flow of it

you know

emotions we have

feel all the way to our toes

that’s the way these things go

because love and joy

don’t come in play or pretend form

full measure only

real deal is yes or no

you know now

how I feel now

just like before

easy to carry.



TASTE THE HONEY – December 22, 2010

 

Each day

impact of sun and

rain (or snow) on every plant makes it grow

each day

air and some food make every critter go

each day

all the elements and shelter from them

insure that we survive

but

there are different ingredients we need

to thrive

there is so much more to being alive

than to be

worker bee

inside some hive

we come alive when we realize

the best honey is outside

far away

from the hive.



THE RUB – December 21, 2010

 

Nobody is off the hook unless

they are out of water

you know

because deep thinking is

to shallow thinking

what deep end of the pool is

to wading places

both requiring affinity for water and willingness

or not

to go deep

because getting together

is difficult

I know this

I know that

I don’t know with any certainty at all

how to make relationships work for the long term

because my efforts have all

failed to create sustainable solutions

so this time I want to build differently

as a contractor would

by choosing new design

for house or plane

different elevations and schematics

with alternative materials

perhaps a smaller footprint

stronger foundation structure

less storage for carried along baggage

less carbon

more air and heart

less distance

apart

across a continent

or right here

in the tub

that’s the rub

because it seems to take some courage and

flotation devices to keep things afloat

best kept under the seat

in case we need to fly over water.



SHE TOOK ME COMPLETELY BY SURPRISE – December 20, 2010

 

Love

of sons for fathers

something I know about and

love of daughters by fathers

I know as well as anyone 

because I have two daughters and I do

but the other way ‘round

love of fathers by daughters

is something I don’t know as much about 

it is normal for it

to be unconditional

and normal for it

to be complicated

somewhere between toddlerhood and adultness

between hormones and boyfriends

outrageous behavior and rebellion

landscape changed

politics of dealing with each other shifts

along the way

daughters sit in judgment

of father’s failings

or so it seems

from a father’s viewpoint

so when a Christmas card arrives

with words of love and praise

from a daughter

the one who usually avoids tender moments

it seemed

in a moment

as if something dramatic had changed and

I don’t think it was my daughter

as much as it was me

whose eyes ran wet

whose chest swelled with pride and appreciation

because now

notwithstanding distance and infrequent conversations

I feel closer than ever and I credit her

for reaching out to me

rather than other way round

so proud.



WITH HIM – December 19, 2010

 

Memories made every day

with everyday events

save them up

we do

like backed up data

older ones too

the father and the grandfather

each one replaced by the next one

each son

each father

so much the same

we often cannot tell them apart

except the older ones

the oldest ones are slightly smaller

holding less data

memories don’t fade much

because they made such impressions

deep

bold

fine and

mine.



HOT AND COLD – December 18, 2010

 

Snow flakes don’t cool my heat any more than

waves of flame warm my chill

when I’m together I am an inferno and

when I’m coming apart I get cold

sometimes it seems like I experience both

at the same time

an impossibly improbably possibility

but it holds that

just as we cannot

suck and blow at the same time

we cannot blow hot and cold at the same time either

so we need to decide which it will be or

not be.



LETS START, AGAIN – December 17, 2010

 

Future imagined is just candy floss for idle-mindedness not reality

it is simply hope and wishes without plans

this wishful thinking

absent reality

is daydreaming at nighttime

so what brings it into perspective

in the dark

late at night and

early in the morning

is that we need to shine light of day

illuminate

every nuance of pains

expose

cracks and fissures of irritation

before

we can make laughter full and whole

again

make it reality again for the first time.



DETAILED – December 16, 2010

 

Life’s large canvas of broad strokes holds

a million details

each one matters

each holds its own place in its own ways

we would be a very different painting

without every detail

just where we want it

need it to be

because if we over-paint it

we will lose sight of what was there

in the first place.



LOOKING FOR ANSWERS – December 15, 2010

 

It’s easy

we all do it

all our lives but

what we miss doing

in our struggle to find helpful answers

is that we rush

too soon

to issue the question

which

if we learn anything at all from Mr. Einstein

it is defining the question

that is the essence

toughest and most important of all

because it is in that act of defining it

that the answer

then

more easily

presents itself.



THUMPING – December 14, 2010

 

Were it not for feeling something

we would likely do little in life worth doing

so easy but so unsatisfying to sit

in neutral

neither joyous or sorrowful

like a needle on some dial

floating in the safe zone

neither losing ourselves or losing it

not thumping our chest

like triumphant gorillas either

which is

very essence of life

for a gorilla

for me.



ADIOS – December 13, 2010

 

Saying hello is like

saying good-bye or

so long or see you later

because things change when we are together and

when we part which suggests to me that

when we come together again

we are a little bit changed

a little bit re-arranged

somewhat like same furniture

sitting in different spots

still the same

but different too.



FIGURING IT OUT – December 12, 2010

 

If we knew the answers

we would always ask perfect questions

but we don’t

so would we expect

that anyone could know us well or

understand us deeply without benefit of

time and experience

knowledge learned

over time?



MOOD SHOPPING - December 11, 2010

The life in me
rises and falls
affected by  
sunshine and light
or darkness and prickly
from mood people and rude people
faces of those I meet and
some days it seems so cloudy
but today was
a different
wonderful day
indeed
when kindness and service
helped me
served me
told me
showed me
and
sold me.



I DID IT – December 10, 2010

 

Thinking about

things you think about

late at night

when life seems so much simpler 

crazy too

about how it could be

that I got here

from there

not so much that

I covered the distance  or

how many obstacles I conquered to do it 

I wonder

how much easier

it might have been

had I not put

so many of them there

myself.



WHEN YOU SQUEEZE ME – December 9, 2010

 

Short or snappy

doesn’t always

equal happy

but always

when you squeeze me

you please me

brevity and levity rhyme

but still

the beginning and end need to

wrap around those middle parts

like arms do

a hug

holding snug

you please me more

when you squeeze me

more.



WHAT WE NEED – December 8, 2010

 

Building

with blocks

is how we learn in the sandbox or

on kindergarten floors

that’s where and when we learn it

teaches foundation building

too often forgot

later on

when we try to build something new

this lesson repeats

because you can’t build very much

of a structure

relationship or a

future

without a solid foundation

under it

and for that

you need building blocks.



IF YOU KNEW – December 7, 2010

 

You would probably not be surprised

to know what I’ve realized

recognized

is that we

don’t talk much

about some issues

especially deep ones

of the heart much

but we will

much.



SEE IT ALL  - December 6, 2010
To measure distance
between
seems to fluctuate
not the natural
ebb
flow
ebbing
flowing
retreating
advancing
thrust
parry
step back
watch ourselves
witnesses perhaps
or the flies on our own walls
trying to see everything
digesting
little bits
big picture out of focus
can’t see it all
can’t begin to imagine
when or how we might
see it all.



SOME TIMES IN THE KITCHEN – December 5, 2010

 

Some combos

magic make

some not

oil and vinegar

as opposed to oil and water

blend well

taste great experiments

yield fabulous meals

mixed with love

using both hands

some things whisk well

part science

part guess

like toasted sandwiches of

pickled herring and peanut butter

for some

an acquired taste

trying new food groups

like trying new people

not everyone is for everyone

fun to experiment

always

like mixing grated apple

onion and garlic

blended

dijon and great jam with

cinnamon and other dashes

seasoned creatively

served warm

smothering our pork chops

other ingredients mix well too

savory thoughts and delicious treats

sometimes in a bowl

get together

sometimes in a pan

mix creatively

use your hands

toss away recipe

use your guess-cipe

you might just capture magic

or make it while you are playing

in the kitchen.



HASTY PRICING – December 4, 2010

 

Time taken to solve a problem

usually far exceeds time taken

to create it

which would suggest that

procrastination combined with

pursuit of excellence

in the first instance

is superior to the posterior view

when we are wearier which

in itself is small when compared

to the cost of being prepared

for doing nothing in the first place

before anything

costs anybody

anything

at all.



TAKING STOCK  - December 3, 2010

 

Important stuff

much commonality

soup making is like

friend making

slices

dices

pieces and

spices

bits and bites

making stock

taking stock

basis for all

no recipe secret

before brewed or stewed

stock making

taking stock

they’re made

that’s the stuff

the important stuff.



SEASON’S GREETINGS – December 2, 2010

 

Congenial seems to be

desirable way  

for you

for me

to be

like minded

harmonious

in our tastes

disposition

way of being

but it seems

we are mostly not that at all

in a world of competitive people and competing issues

where we praise largess

ignore menial

we praise things

not values

we bow to strength

not wisdom

seems to me

we are anything but

congenial.




BEFORE OR FIVE – December 1, 2010

 

We don’t need to be four or five

to be alive

because it is through trying life

with child-mind enthusiasm

that we learn how to do it

contrary to a view I got from

someone who wrote me

to advise that change

is only good if small

measurable and proven

which makes me wonder

if he was ever five

if he ever had a dream

if he ever wanted to try something

just to see what it might be like

to feel different and be different

to see life and our world from a different perspective

as much as I see my life as diverse eclectic collage of

sparks and clever folk and proud accomplishments

there is really only one label that properly fits my life

tame and close to home

because I’ve not adventured very far from norms or

very far from Highway 2

so it occurs to me that my best way

to dream exciting future

is to stand in the shoes of my four or five year old self

to dream what I can do

with what I now know now

that if I knew it then

would have sent my life in so many

spectacular directions

c’mon along with me

for an incredible ride.




LATELY – November 30, 2010

 

Seems

I’m winning in new ways

so seeking a better approach in how I pursue goals

or set them

seems to me to be a very good idea

there will always be details

always will be

but

I want to create abundance bundles in my life

work life in particular

I know I will succeed

the only dragon I need to slay

in my belly seems to stay

I can overcome adversity and adversaries

I’ve found ‘personal relationship pot of gold’

it wasn’t at the end of some rainbow

it was just around a corner

she was looking for me too

so

my point

I have one

is that the best reward arrived through a process

I truly believe this

frame of mind

the one I was in

as opposed to anything particular I had done

or steps taken

seems instead

to be

much more of a ‘kindred spirits’ process

so, if this is true

my next best move is likely already in my head

or belly or on my horizon

waiting for me.



EYE TO EYE – November 29, 2010
Seeing
with camera or text is nothing  
easy
to do - just watch or listen
but
those moments don’t matter anywhere close to
when
we sat there on plastic
chairs
concrete balcón was  the place in the middle of that
afternoon
one of life’s best moments
that
is when with the look of a wet eye
nothing
more that can or should be
said
between you and I
was
when we saw it and said it eye to
I.



WHICH WAY SHOULD I CHANGE IT?  - November 28, 2010

 

At the same time

when I am talking

I need interrupting

so when I race right by

in a way which seems to devalue those things you want to say or do

it is not that I don’t care

yet in that moment

what you are about to say

seems to be

in my way

like a diversion that will send my train

off its track thought

which

when I think about it

isn’t really true

but that is what I do

I’m not sure why I do

but

I’ll try to change it for you

not to make excuses

but

those interjections

you know those ones which

get in the way that way

of what I wanted to say today

it’s not that I don’t notice or care but

I get so wrapped up

in my story

in my telling

I often miss those cues

which tell me and

ask me

request me

to pause

for you

pause to let you in

to my conversation

into my dialogue

which

without you is monologue alone

too long too solo

here now

in afternoons of clever and light

when heat of day warms your lightness

something creates tightness

which is in my throat you see

I need to pause more

cause more to attention pay more

new way to say what I do because

when I want to say

all I need to say but I sometimes forget

to let you

speak too

when I have the floor I take it as mine

yield it not easily enough

to the beautiful woman I adore

who I need to show this respect

so let me say

not as a promise but as solemn effort

I’ll try more

to listen more and

let you in

you know

like two cars in traffic

both headed to the same place

interchanging lanes and the lead

because when we get there

we’ll both be there

at the same time.

 


ANYWAY? – November 27, 2010

 

Having our way

Any way

is OK

any way

except when it interferes

with someone else having their own way

in some way

we need to say

hey this is making me crazy this way

so why don’t we talk about it

talk about it all

we won’t be so crazy that way

any more

anyway

OK?



KEEPING SCORE – November 26, 2010

 

I know this

I know the score

so many little things

don’t matter any more

not everyone

gets there way every day

not everyone gets what they want

because sometimes these wishes

ones we all have

conflict with our other wishes

so we don’t know if we are ahead or behind

in the game of keeping score

but we must realize

life is not a game and scores shouldn’t be kept

any more than they should be settled

we are all differently

getting and giving

what we want

in calm and in turmoil

fair weather or fowl


MARRIAGE ADVICE – November 25, 2010

 

What does one write

early in morning

or late at night

to craft some message

what words of

love and remembrance

for advice and warm wishes

for living long and loving well

for cutting lawns and doing dishes

for being wise and clever too

I can do that

but what about the lucky part

how do we give advice

on how to be lucky

how to be smart

when those

alone

are not enough

to make it through

the valleys

where heights or depths

don’t matter much

when just holding on

and being held

make it alright

all night

how do we get that point

across?



GOLF GAME METAPHOR – November 24, 2010

 

That which we sew we know

we’ll reap

or keep

because

when we work hard or play hard

we feel stress less

make a mess less

some aches and scrapes and a blister or two

hard stuff still comes along

we leave it all behind us

when we are working or playing

spreading our joy around

when we play

a

round.



ODDLY – November 23, 2010

 

They say

if you pick the petals

off a flower

each one

accompanied by a comment like

she loves me

she loves me not

she loves me

she loves me not

somewhere along the way

you run out of petals to learn the answer

but oddly

it seems to me

to be wise

to pick a flower

with an odd number

of petals.



LARGE SCALE PLAY – November 22, 2010

 

On the road

in the air

stretched far

set free

to relax where sun shines

breeze blows

life flows

as it has

timelessly

effortlessly

here in this place

neither home or away

nor is it not

where people work

people play

just like

at home

only warmer.



FAMILY TIME – November 21, 2010

 

There is time for pulling close

to those we love

time for stepping back

time for fond reflection

time for looking forward

outward

onward

time for smiling

time for laughing

time for a tear

time for a cheer

time for keeping up . . . and keeping on.



TODAY EQUALS ALL – November 20, 2010

 

Face this day

take today

or any day

all day

all we have

it is all we need

meaning of life or strife

not so hard to define

comes in the days

comes in the night

comes in bit and byte

and reality fight

comes to this place we face

today

every day

begins with this morning

when tone is set and mind made ready

mood made for kind of today

we live

same way

every day

may as well

take it that way.



AMAZING WARMTH – November 19, 2010

 

Just amazing

how good it feels

to be warm

really warm

socks fresh

fresh out of the dryer warm

home warm

roasty warm

friend warm

lover warm

mittens warm

cozy blankie

warm.



IN AND OUT OF MY MIND – November 18, 2010

 

Voiceless pathless ingress

noiseless wordlessness

paperless graceless

largeheartedness

incorrigibleness

meaningfulness

innocuousness

impulsiveness

graciousness

naturalness

nimbleness

unruliness

kookiness

greatness

limitless

egress

guess

mess

less



PATH AWAY – November 17, 2010

 

What path is this

what way is this

that leads toward or

away from all

troubles that come and worry go

when we let them unfold

to learn there wasn’t so much

to worry about

when we scurry about

to find new path

that was there

all along?



DON’T ASK – November 16, 2010

 

I’m not tired of life you know

but tired of certain people

you know them too

you know their type

ones who cross my path

ones I think I want to cross-off my path

I’ve wondered

if it is the individuals

or their types

who don’t take responsibility

rather they shirk it

under guise of delegation

these guys

without regard for

my intelligence

which gets insulted

each time it happens

I’ve started a new strategy

switching

from

YES

to NO

you know.



SEEN CLEAR – November 15, 2010

 

Connecting

is

to not connecting

like

touching

is

to hay baling

no connection 

none

because when we connect

it is like when we touch

no limitations

no barriers

no obstacle to the flow of energy

communication in some form

any form at all

it really happens

whereas

when there is not a connection

when there is not a touch

then a hand reaches out

to find only air

voice reaches out to find no audience at all

anything we had

to communicate

evaporates

as if

it never existed at all.



TABLE TALKING – November 14, 2010

 

This table speaks to me

my table

so many times moved

my table

my dining room table

buffet too

more wear and tear

on this mature table

this stable table

from long time ago

part of all that gorgeous mahogany

from first matrimony

left with her

mother of my children

then

many years later

she wanted change

I bought it again

love it even more

than before

like an old leather jacket or briefcase

wearing the scars of life

of living

been too long now

wood is getting dry

in need of a Saturday morning shining up time

some Saturday soon time

for rubbing cracks and nicks

crevices and wounds pressing

beeswax polish and elbow grease

into each crease where life and meals

left their scratches

where homework projects meant

skid marks and kid marks where

they pressed firmly

pencil etches left there life fingerprints

this wood is my family tree

but most days it simply stands it post

strewn

placemats and papers and my

seeing-eye glasses

lovely place this room

of style and grace

this mahogany

and me.



CONNECTIVE TISSUE - November 13, 2010

 

Wandering blind in our search

in time

we find

what we are looking for

when it finds us

then

it binds us

with these threads of feeling

woven

they become ropes of caring

invisible

to the eye

yet they connects us

wrap around us

tie us

without holding us

impossible to see

incredible to feel

connected.


MOVIE  NIGHT WITH SHIRLEY – November 12, 2010

 

I ate afta’

now we’ve seen all three

whole trilogy

Stieg Larsson’s  finale

Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest

we saw it

Lisbeth and Mikael

my friend and me

so chilling

the theatre

and the movie

then afta’

they gave free tickets

compensation

consolation

for the chilling aggravation

we suffered the entire duration

note to self

for next time

take hat and mittens

we read all those subtitles

the movie gave thrill

sent chills

then debrief afta’

at Earls’

coffee and some chowder 

I’m up now

middle of night

now

somehow

I don’t learn this

I know better than this

I ate late

not healthy

I knew it

two Tums

that’s all I had left

note to self

buy more Tums

one day I’ll learn

note to self

don’t eat at night

belly groans now

louda

and louda

it musta been the chowda’.



EVERY DAY – November 11, 2010

 

It’s easy now babe

but if I knew you

how much you would mean to me

I would have rushed

lunged

crept

or leapt

to meet you

even as waddling toddler

I’d have somehow come running

to meet you

greet you

half way at least

in the middle of the country

somewhere

in the middle of the day

some how

in the middle of life

some way

between here and wherever

between your birth and yesterday

and now

wow

it would have been great

it’s not too late

to know you

so much to do

so much to know

so little time

it would have been great to start sooner

but it’s not too late

to be great babe

easier every day.



TAKES THYME – November 10, 2010

Cooking up great food or
clever lines for life
joyous work
creating verse
for better
for worse
never perverse
even if you don’t know your
next verse
you just make it up
as you go along
and go along to get along
until you don’t get along
then it’s time
to write verse
again
always thyme for rhythm and rhyme.




 

NIGHT WORK – November 9, 2010

 

My life is lived

in bits and pieces

bits fit

pieces make sense at end of the day

but

between night and morning

they float around while I’m snoring

in my mind

rearranged

all the permutations

all the possibilities

when I wake up

they all make sense

again.



 

BEFORE YOU SPOKE I HEARD YOU CLEARLY – November 8, 2010

 

We cannot ignore

can’t be blind to it

so easy to prove

evidence clear

putting pen to paper

idea to thought

emotion to notion

to say aloud

these words are just

characters on a page or sounds

standing proud

arranged in sequences to express thoughts

we’ve heard before or

ones we look up

illustrating unfamiliar thoughts

how we attempt to draw meaning

when many times proven truth is

actions speak loudest

shout

from rooftops

in ways any deaf person

could not avoid hearing

but still

hearing words

underscores truth

we already knew

makes boldest statements

bolder still

in capital letters

mean so much to me.



 

SHARP TURNS - November 7, 2010

 

How we feel about change is

like two cars, in adjacent lanes

each headed

same direction

one speeds ahead, other catches up

at some point each stops for gas 

each stops at points of interest or

rest areas

one will take a side trip or

slow down to accommodate squirrels crossing

or road hazards

but there is little accounting

for unexpected curves in the road

they show up from time to time.



 

PURPOSE FILLED LIFE – November 6, 2010

 

As we get older

time doesn’t wait

doesn’t hesitate

or accelerate

but when we look back at it

think of it

remember it

gets shorter and shorter

as life gets longer and longer

briefer and briefer we go

we don’t care

proves we value it

by how little we waste of it

waste less but move slower

to keep balance in it

I know this to be true

I’ll prove it to you

one day you’ll know it too

I’ll be really old

moving really slow

just looking at you all day

and

none of it will be wasted.



 

GOES AROUND – November 5, 2010

 

Revolutions

often mean

upheaval and change

but

truly

they are

simply put

turning around

going around

again and again

measured in years or

other words of time and distance

time

it takes

for these revolutions

not to be discounted

necessary

natural

cosmic.



 

MY PLEASURE – November 4, 2010

 

Please self

first

then please everyone else

if there is enough of you

to go around

unless

you are truly trying to please everyone

in which case

likely to be displeased

yourself

to say nothing

of those

who might be

displeased

by being not pleased

as they’ve been led to expect

oh well

there’s just no pleasing

some people

while easing

into pleasing

whether

doing or receiving any pleasing

there is

too much to do

too many competing values

things and issues

to go ‘round

too much

too many

too soon but not

too late to know the difference.



 

FINE, AGAIN – November 3, 2010

 

Count on it

relief from stress

comes

in an instant

not from solving of a problem

but from moment an answer is known

brings calm

brings energy

brings me back

to where I was

before

before stress got me

lost

in middle

of the muddle

now

I’m fine again

here again

right here

now

count on it.



 

NO PROPORTION – November 2, 2010

 

Stress addresses messes

the stresses for stressor and stressee

little stresses grab and hold us

rigid

like trusses

hold roofs

trestles hold

train tracks

those little stresses

we are most positively sure about

ones we stress less about

hardly stress us at all

while really big ones

are just little ones

blown

out of

proportion.



 

PAST CRANKY, THEN BACK AGAIN – November 1, 2010

 

Life passes for pastime

sometime

rest of time it

lives and breathes

flows

seethes

emotion pump

more or less

heart-like

more erratic though

sometime life passes for that

when it does

feels hurt

spews some too

sometimes

life passes for that

for pain and hurt

sometimes

but past that

when cranky is over

warmth returns

as it always was

as it should be.



 

ABUNDANCE - October 31, 2010

 

This belief set

new to me

what I need is

what I want

is what I have

but still

there is a need

for so many

things

desires

most of us seek them

as we determine

value and valuable

in search of  . . . abundance

but lately

I’ve been told

if I am more accepting of it

then it will flow to me

lovely gift to receive.



 

PHONE CALLS - October 30, 2010

 

Life begins every day

for me anyway

when connections occur with anyone

you know

from a neighbour I don’t know

saying hello

you know

to phone chat with

old friends I’ve missed

like good old Al today

because life’s strife and challenges 

are never so tough

you know

that they can’t be made better

simply taking time

making time to let someone in

and it doesn’t matter who calls or who

dropped the ball last because

we might live out the rest of our lives

not talking again until one day

when one of us reads the obits and says

‘hey, what ever happened to him?’

you know

like seeing that one about Bart

the other day

who knew?

memory of a gentle kid from grade school

would connect with me this way 

stranger still

a friend called who’d known him and

his family forever but Val didn’t know

he was ill or dying until she read my column

when I wrote about seeing it

so she caught me up on big pieces of

what I didn’t know and that helps

you know

because I barely knew him and now he’s gone and

I never will.



 

WITHOUT PAIN, UNREALISTIC CONCEPT – October 29, 2010

 

Comes

goes

this way

or

that

sometimes calm prevails

some days

irritants and obstacles lead

to rage page(s)

isn’t so bad

if rest of the book

happy filled

still

conundrum remains

to vent

healthy way

if there is such thing

or store little rage(s)

for leaking

out

some other way

some other day

this way(s) or

that.



 

GIV’ER – October 28, 2010

 

Given time

we all have lots of it

no cost to it

free time

it’s a given

for livin’

for givin’

forgiv’n

got dreams

got my genes

more important

quality of this time I’m livin’

there’s no better feelin’

than when my all

I am a givin’.



 

KNIGHT NIGHT – October 27, 2010

 

What a

knight

might

do if he had a night

to do all a knight could do

before dawn breaks day

into two

what proud happy things

might knight do

if he had time

to do all things right

make night last a lot

like days or nights of

Camelot

now what would

that knight do

if he could do all that

he could do to woo

this damsel

t’night?



 

HOW IT IS – October 26, 2010

 

To me

it seems

there are

lots of reasons

for feeling good

surviving days

thriving days

work days or

play days

sleep is

supreme joy

health

is wealth

that’s the way these things work.



 

WHEN I SEE YOU NEXT – October 25, 2010

 

These dreams

I’ve lived for

but never fought for have

come now

for me

this autumn this year this life

some firsts

some repeating

some new experience

some new feelings to work with

come with me

feel with me

be with me

don’t know how

I’ve made it this far

knowing so much yet

at moments

feeling I know so little

join me

lets take this life

out for a spin and

who cares if

people may ask us

how or why because

what matters as much

as where we are going

is where’ve you been?



 


THESE DAYS – October 24, 2010

 

These days begin

before darkness ends

these days end

long after darkness returns

and time passes

you see

with you

as it did before

without you

but I can never know life

again

without you

because

I’ve come to know

life with you

these days.



 

LIGHTS ARE ON – October 23, 2010

 

There is no tall happy or

short happy

thick happy or thin happy

long happy

or intermittent happy

happy doesn’t

come in measures

or sizes

there is just happy

like lights

either

on or off

which has

nothing to do with

whether or not someone is home.



 

SO ELUSIVE – October 22, 2010

 

I never found it

all I want

all I wanted

all I ever wanted or needed to be

all I ever wanted to have or to know

all I need I’ve found

it wasn’t laying on the ground or flying through the air

it wasn’t down a hole or up a pole

but it may as well have been

at the end of the earth

it eluded me so long

there were times I had trouble

to believe in it anymore

it eluded me

so

during those times I served myself

yet felt I deserved so little

but time

had its turn too

now here I am 

renewed

refreshed

valid

worthy

alive

well

wondering

what took me so long?



 

WINGED COMFORT – October 21, 2010

 

That chair

carries my weight

holds me steady

when I’m not so steady

wraps around me

there

sides to keep me

from sliding off to one side

firm seat

solid legs

comfy place for quiet times

reflecting times

assessing times

when I’m feeling

less than comfy

there in my

winged back

chair.



 

KNOWING – October 20, 2010

 

Intuitive

as much as knowledge based

going forward and onward

comfort

rooted in faith

in something

someone

some idea

and in the morning

when sleep erased

the day before

the one ahead

was ready for me

for we have

so many things

to do with ourselves.



 

HANG ON – October 19, 2010

 

There is no such thing

as firm ground

or rock solid earth

it is a constantly trembling

seismic event

neither source or affect

we inhabit dodgy landscape

of shaking ground

not much to it really

we are on this earth

of this earth

and need to hold onto the

someone who shakes us up 

we are

in some respects

the cause

in some ways the effect

but mostly

we are simply along

for an incredible ride

while appreciating

the gravity

of it.




 

INTENSE – October 18, 2010

 

Not

style or substance or

about time or motion or

ideas or opportunity

more than

anything else

intensity is

about being true

to idea

or point

or view

or

you.



 

DINNER - October 17, 2010

 

Chop

slice

dice

sauté

bake

make

for someone

with care

jus’ ‘cuz

they are there

is  when

we are

really cooking.



 

EVERYTHING - October 16, 2010

 

planning time

dreaming time

eating time

sleeping time

playing time

so many times confuse

remember

birth is start time

death is stop time

between

these

start and stop times

we have life

times



 

LIFE SIMPLE – October 15, 2010

 

Heart ache

no more

tooth ache

no more

what else

is there?



 

GRAVITY – October 14, 2010

 

Of a situation 

matched by

depth of field and height

of feeling when 

hole swallows you whole

no resistance in existence

when you are floating

there’s no gravity

no picture

no hole

no emptiness

because all is full

brimming

grinning

that’s the

pull of it.



 

PLANLESS - October 13, 2010

 

Someone told me they believe

a bad plan is better than

no plan at all

because a plan

however bad

at least implies action

momentum

goals and

destination

but I fail to see

or believe it

makes any sense

at all.



 

NO KNOWN CURE – October 12, 2010

 

When  pieces of

turmoil and strife

enter and leave our life at will

power to sustain or curtail them

humbling human struggling

against this wait

universe pulling us

toward or apart from

some other strong force

but force we want most

need most

heed most is

the force

that love draws

not mass or gravitation

but like-minded fools

playing

there they are

over there

in their bodies

their minds

playing like children

long into the night of life

eating the meat of life

withstanding the heat of life

to survive the strife of life

there’s no cure for it

nor want of a cure.



 

 

NEW SHE KNEW ME – October 11, 2010

 

I have feelings

I have knowledge 

right now

knowledge limited

feelings strong

knowledge will catch up

that's all I need right now

later

as knowledge grows

when feelings grow deeper

I'll have experience

so far

my experience is spectacular

in time

it will be mixed with

reality of all experiences

like I said

I have these feelings

don't have a lot more right now

so

for as long as you need to

use me

as you need to

we’ll always run risk of making mistakes

but

when we trust our feelings

we make fewer

I think.



 

THROBS – October 10, 2010

 

Manifestation

physical pain

easy

understand

hurts have

location

duration

threshold

but

emotional pain

such different

diffident

distant

communicated

not

leavings

mystery

without trail

trail

without path

to track

back

no pain

no gain

again.



 


FEAST NIGHT – October 9, 2010

 

Brilliant

idea

double shot

café Americano

seemed

good idea

at the time

bridged

yesterday

to dawn’s

early light

restless

restful

rested

without

sleep.



 


WHAT’S NEXT? – October 8, 2010

 

I’m filled up

work + people

ideas + dreams

roadblocks + obstacles

fuel bundle 

like Kerouac’s

big roman candle

explosive potential

searching a match

found flame.



 


OLD FRIENDS FOREVER YOUNG – October 7, 2010

 

Informing ourselves

about ourselves

mirror

inside ourselves

reflects

who we are

deeds done

indeed

impressions left

fossilized

like

leaves

in rock

forever and always

pressed into rock

clearly left

impressed

long long after

leaf has gone

deep impressions

live

never go away

they are

part of the rock

however deeply

buried

leaves

our

selves.



 

SINGLE BOUND – October 6, 2010

 

I thought I was

again

bound for

being single

forever

and always

or

for a month

but things change -

I know!

who knew?

it takes time

but you know

to know if

something or someone

is real

takes so

little time

for the

instant

knowing

trusting

just like

leaping

tall buildings

in a single

bound.



 

WORKOUT – October 5, 2010

 

Sweating

panting

breathing air

feeling heat

bones creak

muscles ache

things hurt

in places

where

there are

no places

I have an itch

I can’t scratch

so I’ll let

these words

touch places

I cannot

reach.



 

BETWEEN THIS LIFE AND NEXT LIFE – September 4, 2010

 

Longing

loneliness

aloneness

they’re cousins

from this side of the tracks

separate from those

over there

where despair

despondency and other words

from books describe being

down too far too long

where irrationality and poor communication

cousins too

leave no particular moral or solemn message at all

other than

to take care of yourself

because others cannot be counted on

for that there comes a time

for taking care for self

for now for you and

for me

yes indeed

strange between time

for clear direction

sense of purpose

satisfaction

in that

but what now?

what next?

what will challenge spirit and mind?

knowing it

doesn’t lessen impact

it will subside

like so many things

it must be gone through.



 

PLATINUM – October 3, 2010

 

precious

mettle

search

grin

across

table

told

me

wait

was

well

worth

it



 

LIVE THE LIFE WE HAVE – October 2, 2010

 

To write it

get it down

get it right

right now

not loose but tight

not heavy or light

but get it right

just  right

now I get it

yeah

live it

just the way it comes

face it

don’t let it take over

stay ahead

focused

clear

tight

just right.



 

DEGREE OF DIFFICULTY – October 1, 2010

 

One of the most difficult

things we do

no way to negotiate around it

no alternative to it

for most of us

telling truth

not just parts of it but

whole truth

difficult with a stranger

more difficult with a friend

or a lover but

most difficult 

when it matters most

with those we care about most

love the most

and want the most

but that’s the way it is

most of the time

for most of us.



 


BURDENED OR NOT – September 30, 2010

 

Good ones do

they lighten

a whole day or

the morning sky or

your load that

seems too heavy

they always do

not all friends

enlighten

good ones do.



 

OCHRE - September 29, 2010

 

Painted

landscape

enwrapped

in dandified

tonal glory

soon enough

wind or rain

or both will

expose

reveal

strip

those off

leaving

naked limbs

whose droppings

make soft cover

seasonal

ground apparel 

biding time

until autumn

leaves.



 


WITH OR WITHOUT – September 28, 2010

 

Pressure

from without and

pressure from within

feel much the same

their causes differ

widely

because most pressure

from within

created in response to

perceived consequences

actions of others

particularly those

who pressure from without

because

without them within us

then pressure

we are

without.



 


RESURGENCE  - September 27, 2010

 

Like those forks

Strewn in my drawer

multiple entangled roads

merging to one

I’d make a run for it

if I could just  find a way

to see the light

you won’t have to ask

if you know me well

know me deep

if you know me barely at all

you will see me fight

to find some light

when my road

blocked with the

debris mistakes make

head un-blocked now

ideas flowing now

an overflowing

river’s delta

that supplies

grit under my nails

I’m crawling back or

is it forward?



 


UNDERSTANDING WANT – September 26, 2010

 

What we would do

if most improbable wishes would come true

part of understanding

what we should do

if they don’t

because

what matters most

is not fantasy decisions but

choices we make

without limitation on what we might think

would be appropriate

rather than

what we

really

truly

want.



 

DISCOVERING – September 25, 2010

 

Wrapped

in confusion

stored in

crevices

covered by

blanket of

understanding

generalizes

confusion

picks at

the specific

like a scab that

would not

heal

resting now

on pillow of

content

meant,

my

self.



 


SNOOZE BUTTON  - September 24, 2010

 

Sleep eludes

most

when I need it

most

comes to relieve me

when no other

remedy could

thenn I can’t think of

any reason more

compelling than

to stay in bed

a little

longer and reset

alarm clock

one more time

again.



 

FROM SEA TO SEE – September 23, 2010

 

Sunshine punctured it

it was gray

really it was

just clouds that blew away

then light

lasted till it was dark again

like enlightenment

it comes

goes

and fades away

again until it is clear again

that we are all

always struggling

to see what is right

in front of us.



 


SHOULDER – September 22, 2010

 

Stay close

right there

right now

get grip

grab hold

touch base

need

desire

just something

call

write

none

compare

when

you

touch

me.



 


STILL  -  September 21, 2010

 

Purfled edges

parts of life

touch edges of

other lives

rarely deep

rarely full

still

we make decisions

based on

little knowledge

without context

make judgment

about people

we scarcely know

still

we carry on

move on

move along

every laugh or

moment we

squeeze in

still.



 

KT – September 20, 2010

 

Old stuff collides

new stuff slides

tuff stuff rises

until it falls

missed

gone

lost

but

not forgotten.

 



 


GIVE ME A REASON – September 19, 2010

 

Tell me

why all that could have been

would have been

but some step or

stage or

event

made

it

difficult to fix much

like repairing humpty

after

he

fell

there is no way to

refill the

egg

once it’s broken

again.



 


TRUST BUT VERIFY – September 18, 2010

 

To be sure

need and

want

or wish or hope

collide

giving

rarely

equals

getting

taking isn’t quite like

receiving

we don’t know how to say

what

we need or want

except

to say when we don’t have

because

we’ll surely question validity

then.



 


Déjà vu – September 17, 2010

 

Comes around

goes around

so rarely do we encounter

circumstance or feeling

not experienced

before

someone

somewhere

felt it

or we know

we’ve felt it before

wonder why it is

we keep dealing

with same things

same way

getting

same result

feeling it isn’t

a sane result

still

we keep plugging along

as if nothing’s changed

or as if everything’s changed

counter intuitive

but true

in our hearts

every time.



 

FORGETTING TIME – September 16, 2010

 

In youth we see the world

through lenses we are given

the tools we have

the influencers who control where we are and what we do

in middle age we see the world

through those lenses in reverse

and in old age we’ll forget the whole thing

so why is it important to understand

any of this at all

ever - because when we do

finally understand that is

it will be so late in the game

and just before forgetting time.



 


TASTY – September 15, 2010

 

Opportunity

doesn’t knock

as much as it

whispers or screams

or silently moves by us

without concern much

for whether we care much

or reach much

or try much

to experience much of it

because it was just going by anyway

choice to reach out or over

or up to grab it

rests in bones or gut or

wherever it is instincts are stored

best acted upon often

lest we miss those juicy ones

that are most meant

for us.



 


WAIT IS OVER – September 14, 2010

 

Standing by

waiting for life to

answer back

here I stand

having asked the universe

for what I want

realizing now

though I’ve wanted things

to come my way

and many have

what I really need

to make my way in life and

achieve what I want

I’ve had all along.



 

ANYTHING NEW – September 13, 2010

 

Statement rather than question

innocent enough answer

could be sure or

yes or no

or OK fine

yeah

of course

but should

disclosure be avoided

or excitement

celebrated

that’s the issue

whether to announce

or not

every day

ought to warrant

trumpeting horns

or geese or swans

some noise that says yes

should it not be said

that

this is that what you wanted

is it not?



 

HEAVY PETTING – September 12, 2010

 

With another

human or a pet

or polishing  stone

or an apple

one surface

against another

as when we

shake a hand

pressing

skin to skin

pulse to pulse

with the pooch

I stroke her head

so long . . .

she never says

stop.



 


LEARN BY DOING – September 11, 2010

 

To write a poem

you have to no ‘em

can’t write about a guy

whose hand

you’ve not shook

or whose brain

you’ve not

connected with

otherwise

just superficial

fluff

nobody would

care to know

so I write about

people I know

starting with

myself

then I write about

others

I want to know better

writing

about them seems

to help

somehow.


 


 


PLAYING WITH CARDS – September 10, 2010

 

Organizing

thoughts

like

shuffling

cards

I know

should be fair

random too

generates

exciting

opportunities

yet omnipresent

urge to cheat

just a little

stack a deck

so I get

what I want

distracts me

from free

and open

thinking

to fudging priorities

as wish list

rather than

appropriate

dispassionate

priority

setting

knowing life

and joy

have little

to do with

how cards

are stacked

played

or

dealt.




 


TAKING THAT COURSE – September 9, 2010

 

Worth it

short time

I spent

I was away

you know

on a course

I knew

of earth

and trees

not shaped for

my game

long irons

stayed in my bag

to let my

short game play

good company

sunshine peeks

meal at end of it

made my day on

that course

worth it.



 

THERE IS PASSION – September 8, 2010

 

Often had this thought so I borrowed this line

I’m way too young to be old like this

says it all without expectation

not sure I want meat and

potatoes when I want 

crème brûlée

so why not

have it

all?



 


WAKE UP TIMING – September 7, 2010

 

Visions

of what might be

are better for us

than visions

of what might have been

had timing

been better

or facts

different.



 

INVINCIBLE – September 6, 2010

 

Function and organization

kick to high gear

fatigue fades

adrenalin brings tingly feelings

to life

border-line manic

such force

to harness 

comes

like on frenzied days before vacation departures

or franticly approaching big events

so productive

unbelievable

output explosion

I’d like that available

to tap

just two days a week

then the other five

would afford leisure

pleasure rewards

if only

I want that secret potion or emotion lotion

that flows over the brain

when things are in gear

vitality

value

worth

you know

what I mean

you there over in the corner

my other self

get up

get rolling

make it happen again

like before when you were young and invincible

you are

smarter now

you know

you never were invincible.



 


SAYING MAYBE – September 5, 2010

 

Never say never

dumb phrase

but funny

to think about things

we say yes to

much like things we say no to

we never have

enough information

but we make choices just the same

without regard to logic or consequence

because

in the end

we do what we want to do

and avoid doing

what we don’t want to do

which has nothing to do with smart or dumb

or never

but rests

I suppose

on the nuance of

saying maybe.



 


LAST NIGHT – September 4, 2010

 

Alone, going along happy - not

lonely only way to go

so it seems sometime

but everyone feels alone or

lonely some of the time

whether they are alone

or not.



 

TRUE GRIT – September 3, 2010

 

When I slept

wind swept

yesterday

away

left grit film

behind

thin coat reminder of

its sweeping

well

something was there

was it today

or yesterday

or the wind

that

coated me?



 

INSEPARABLE – September 2, 2010

 

More or less

experiences of pain or pleasure

of body and mind

normal

natural

from distress or excess

matters more

most of the time

mostly

more or less.



 


HOLD IT – September 1, 2010

 

Thank you words

live in the genes

somewhere

over-expressive

inversely

to reluctance

to ask for help

but doing so

least expected

window or door

cracks open to

reveal things we’ve known

so well

all along

without hesitation or

condition

without regard to

whether

deserving or not

those words fit

like a glove

focus heart muscle

to grip

like hands do

that feeling

hold it

in all ways

never

let it go.



 

WORRY NIGHT – August 31, 2010

 

Here

now

dark thoughts

dark night 

ask

beg

demand

where are

answers to

what if and

what if not

how to do

how to undo

not do or do better

or have done

sooner

smarter

I’d have been wiser

then so

now

how

does it

guide me

tomorrow

when

difficulty

would not be

here

now

if I’d done

smarter

things

then

but

now

different

things

called for

here

now?



 

HEAT OF MOMENT – August 30, 2010

 

The cause of

flaming red cheeks

classic double entendre

ranging from embarrassment to

baring of a different kind

from flushed to flogged

blushing oops moment to

flushing blushing seat

little excitement or much

depending on vantage point

depending on whether those

cheeks are owned by

someone else or you.



 


GIVEN TIME – August 29, 2010

 

Giving time

most precious gift we give to anyone

phone call time or meeting time

or working on something with someone

gift without price tag or shelf-life

it is just time

spent time

used time

spent or wasted doing something

with someone or for someone

it’s just time after all

only thing we have

to give.



 


CREOLE DIJON CHICKEN – August 28, 2010

 

Spicy food and

people who like it

usually interest me

spicy chicken on menu 

not for heat but to savor

flavor and nuance

created by right kind of

rub and rubbing

to simmer or sauté

or bake or broil

just right

tender and juicy

like the chicken

intended.



 


STANDING BY
 - August 27, 2010

 

Be open to that feeling

when openness to opportunity comes

not from being open

but from not being afraid

to look at trouble

not being afraid of dis-invention

shedding old habits

and dysfunctional patterns

that sets the stage for openness

then, sometimes, we stand

on that stage ready to play our role

sometimes we stand in the wings

waiting our turn

sometimes we speak out of turn

or play a different role

I’d be open to that.



 


MOVEMENT
 - August 26, 2010

 

Movement, like soft music

of raw material toward finished product

convoluted with turns and bumps on its path

yet a process as natural as every human

functioning body when digestion and

healthy outlook matter as much

as good taste and inspired choice.



 


SOMEONE – August 25, 2010

 

Someone meant more than I knew

someone got less from me

someone was clear to see

someone available to me

someone held close

someone kept far away

someone available every day

someone always there over and over

someone never wavered when I did

someone always there forever

and always.



 

MOST PEOPLE – August 24, 2010

Just take a day off
go ahead
without calling
or emailing anyone
quickly you determine
how not-relevant you are
not very much at all
not to say most people don’t care
because they do
but rather
mostly
most of the time
they don’t care very much about you
compared to the things
they care very much about
which ain’t you.




BELLY ACHE
 - August 23, 2010

 

No easy feeling comes easily

it comes with pain that doesn’t show

and flatulence without odor

it comes and it goes

when we’ve had it before

we don’t want it to visit again

but is it really the collection

foods in our belly that causes ache

or mixture with turbulent thoughts

that generate volatile juxtaposition

pleasure and pain revisited

while tossing and turning

all night?



 


COMFORTABLE
 - August 22, 2010

 

Decisions rooted

in early days

when beginnings of values

formed as toddler’s

do-over times

confronted with life’s complexity

react with simplicity

sometimes genius

uncomplicated solutions

we knew

as children

make so much sense to us

no sense at all to others

rationale defies logic

or common sense

we hold to it because it seems

to be what we know

what rests most comfortably

in our bellies

does not keep us up at night

twisting over one more

complex problem with a simple solution

with no regard for whether

it is a correct solution

contented by its comfortable feeling.



 

HER MEMORY – August 21, 2010

 

Great people come and go in our lives

too often they arrive too late or leave too soon

makes me ponder randomness of life

of death

of illness and disease which so indiscriminately

take away loved ones

kind ones

good ones

great ones and full of potential ones while leaving

to walk the earth so many despots and bad guys

weak links and negative folk

drains on society and worse yet

truly evil doers who never seem to get sick or die

in some bizarre turn of events – it ain’t fair.

[written for my friend on what would have been her 63rd birthday - http://www.barbarastewartmemorial.com ]



 


LATE – August 20, 2010

 

in the

night time

day gets to rest

sleep right through

the quiet like the rest

those who sleep from night

to morn but I want to be up

when my brain is up and sleep

when my brain is down which means

I get to play with words at night when

the only noise I hear is click click click this

keyboard makes of finger taps to make sense

of it all just as pianists strikes the keys in an odd

sequence to make a magnificent melody you see with

ears – it soothes me to rest, then it clicks my off switch.



 
 

HAVEN'T LOOKED IN A WHILE - August 19, 2010


Trips to places we've not seen in a while remind

how much things change when we aren't looking

with so many little and large things changed

but when we stay home nothing seems to change at all

illusion of course – so many little changes every day

they usually don't notice us any more than we notice them.



 
 

NOT DESERVING – August 18, 2010


I don’t know much

I know that when

I look around

tales of woe

reasons abundant

to feel sad for my

sorry lot there is always

someone

many actually

in good spirits

bearing huge loads

notwithstanding

conditions that

make my

momentary

difficulties

trivialities by

comparison that

I am embarrassed

to have been

feeling sorry

for myself

in the first

instance

when so many others

need not beg

for sympathy when

they so richly deserve it

while I don’t.



 


STICKY STUFF HOLDS US TOGETHER – August 17, 2010

 

when fragile things break splinters land 

like pins and needles they find our flesh

not to wound but to remind we are alive

not to puncture us but to stimulate

not to wound but so we bleed just a little again

fragile memories of life and love in purest form

sticky gluey stuff connects people

to their ideas and to each other

sticky fixes for broken stuff and broken folks

and broken spirits – pieces fit together again

we turn pages and corners and around to

build new things in place of old things

but sometimes we leave the spot bare

our memories know what was once there

all we ever need is to know we remember



 


THEM
 - August 16, 2010

 

Few matter very much to me

they each know who they are

how much they matter and

never do they wonder why it is

I care so much about them;

maybe there is some way to

know if they feel the same

way about me but really

could that possibly matter

to anyone but them?



 

BANG – August 15, 2010

 

Waking

sunshine

starts day

as when gas

starts up fire

sucking in all